Sunday, August 5, 2007

Morning of

I'm really tired, but I'm awake anyways. My train leaves for Philly in 3 hrs. 59 min. and counting.

I'm not ready. I'm not ready to say goodbye to my family. to my dog. to my friends. or to my really comfy bed and soft, not -so-fluffy pillow.

I'm scared shitless right now of what I'm about to do. But I know that the excitement will come once I arrive at Staging and see the rest of the people who will be with me for the next 2 years of my life.